The test results were sent out of the bamboo shed like water.

Not long after the front quadruple and eight-sided wind were boarded, some more content was added, written on paper, and nailed to the whiteboard.

Hawk Nose glanced around, and saw that everyone was busy and no one was paying attention to him, and quietly took a few steps forward, a little closer to the whiteboard.

But there were already a lot of people next to the whiteboard, and when he got close to a distance of about three meters, there was no way to get closer.

He squinted at the contents of the paper.

It can be vaguely seen that it is divided into left and right sides, and there are rows of the same things with the same data, and the format length is exactly the same.

No, there is no need to compare at all.

He could see from such a distance that the data on both sides was almost identical, and there was not much difference!

He'd been listening outside for a while, and he probably knew what they were doing.

This means that the results judged by humans and machines are almost the same, and there is very little difference!

Kunjing was in contact with new technologies earlier and more deeply involved than Banmen.

Manual to the extreme, it is indeed infinitely close to digital equipment, and even surpasses it in the case of imperfect fields in the latter.

But looking at this level of accuracy, even if it is a worker, it is at least above level eight. This is all honed little by little by practical experience and talent.

The young man in the bamboo shed glanced at him, at most he was only twenty-five or sixteen, and definitely less than thirty.

At this age, how did he develop this kind of craft?

He hurriedly came when he heard that the class was going to ask someone to distinguish the authentic and authentic volumes, but he didn't expect that someone could really do this, and he was still so young!

Where did these old things get him, and how much did it cost to hire him?

The hooked nose looked away from the whiteboard, staring at the vague Xu Wen inside through the plastic curtain.

Through this curtain, I can't see what Xu Wen is doing, but I can see his posture when he is working. He is calm and steady, occasionally communicating with his surroundings, and from time to time picking up materials and tools to make samples.

This kind of confidence and determination, as if everything he is doing is under control, and the real proof on the whiteboard, all show his strength - strength far beyond his age!

The hooked nose was fascinated and full of thought.

It doesn't matter, young people have the benefits of being young......

He came to the class gate as a guest, but now the people in the class are busy, and no one greets him.

He didn't mind at all, and even asked a young disciple for a stool and sat down next to him.

When the content on the whiteboard came out, he would look at it twice, but most of the time, his attention was focused on Xu Wen, and for him, looking at the lover of his dreams may not have such concentration.

Xu Wen didn't know that he had been targeted.

Honestly, even if you know him, you won't care too much. In the class world, he has seen a lot of such gazes.

He became more and more focused on the job at hand.

At first, he came with a sense of inquiry.

There are too many familiar places between the class and the other world, and the craftsman skills and the Zongzheng scroll are the core of it, and he wants to know if there is a connection between the two, and whether this class is a continuation of the other.

But gradually, he realized that things weren't quite as he thought they would be.

In the Zongzheng volume in front of him, it was indeed mentioned that he had learned a lot of things from Lian Tianqing.

For example, eighteen coincidences, such as eight-sided winds, such as flowing water.

But there are still a considerable part of it that he has never seen or heard of, and can only explore its operation method from the description or graphics in it.

Moreover, these skills that he had never seen before were quite interesting, and they could expand his mind and allow him to learn a lot of new things.

This is a two-way exchange, and he can use what he has learned to fill in the gaps in the Zongzheng scroll, and make some of the parts that are not clearly expressed become practical and practical. And he can also learn a lot from it, which is a completely different way of thinking from what he has learned before, as if it has opened a whole new door for him.

As time passed, more and more content accumulated on the whiteboard, and gradually it was all filled, and there was no place to post the newly entered data content.

"What should I do, do you want to take off the front one and sort it out?" the young disciple worried.

"Carry another board!" Lu Lihai hadn't spoken yet, and Lu Cungao had already spoken first.

His face was red, and he was still in good spirits after a busy day, as if he could continue to work like this for three days.

After speaking, he looked at the figure of the young disciple running in a hurry for a moment, then suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to Lu Lihai.

"Thank you, Master, you have given our class a chance to be reborn!"

"Not necessarily. Lu Lihai looked thoughtful, and suddenly shook his head, "This time we were lucky to meet Xu Wen." Next time, most of the Zongzheng scroll will be lost, who will we find to save the scene?"

"No......" Lu Cungao was halfway through his words, and also closed his mouth thoughtfully.

"It's a lesson and an opportunity. Let's talk about what to do. Lu Lihai patted the shoulder of the uncle and said.

“...... Okay, I see. Whatever you want to do, I will support you!" Lu Cungao glanced into the shed and said categorically.

The volume of Zongzheng Juan is larger than Xu Wen imagined, and he has helped him more than he imagined, and he will definitely not be able to do it in one day.

That night, they stayed overnight in the Banmen Sect, and Lu Lihai and the others vacated the best room for the three of them to live in, not only Xu Wen, but Bai Liqi and Ma Yushan also greeted them well.

The dinner in the evening was very simple, which Xu Wen insisted on.

The craftsman should have avoided alcohol in the first place, and he didn't want to spend too much time in the staggering.

After such a day, Banmen listened to him in everything, knew that he wanted to rest quietly, and didn't bother much, so he left early.

Leaving the small courtyard where Xu Wen lived, Lu Lihai stood still and said to Lu Yuan: "You go to Shengshengtang to see if the Seventh Uncle Ancestor has rested, if you don't rest, tell him that we will come over in a while and discuss a major matter together." ”

Lu Yuan answered and trotted away.

Lu Lihai looked back at the elders and said, "Everyone is here today, and everything that should be seen has been seen." There are some things that we should discuss and discuss. ”

The elders looked at each other, and after a moment, nodded together.

The accommodation arranged by Banmen for Xu Wen is called Taiweiju, which is an independent small courtyard. The environment here is elegant, everywhere is the scenery, the most rare thing is that I don't know how to design, with the function of temperature control.

It's August hot now, and Xu Wen is very heat-resistant, but after a busy day, he is still sweating profusely, and he is a little anxious.

As a result, as soon as I walked in, I felt that the cool breeze was blowing from nowhere, and it made people feel certain. The temperature in this courtyard seems to be much lower than in other places.

Taiwei doesn't have access to water and electricity, and when Lu Lihai arranged for him to live, he explained very sorry, but Xu Wen had already gotten used to it.

He took a shower with the water from the well in the backyard and walked around the yard with a cloth towel to find out where the wind was coming from and why the temperature was a little lower than elsewhere.

He had just learned a little bit when he heard two knocks on the door.

Xu Wen went over and opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man with a hooked nose standing at the door, looking at him with a smile.

"My name is Jia Hong, and I am the CEO of Kunjing, can I have the honor to go in and sit down?"